Trust Falls

I’ve always felt that my writing turns out the strongest when it’s sad. I guess for that reason, my fingers have stopped creating prose or poetry of any kind for the past few years.It’s not that there had been no pebbles encountered throughout the not-long-past and still ongoing walk.My feet stumbled upon many pebbles, but there was nothing that a good overnight cry and an emotion-stripping out-in-the-open kind of honest conversation...

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